I drove up to Chris' house to borrow a wet suit from Chris. At Wolf's house we messed around with the equipment a little and then rented what we needed (a couple tanks and a BC). By the time we got into the water at Wood's Cove we were runnning at least an hour late. The conditions were lacking - cold, poor visibility, and no fish. It was nice to be in the water and I hadn't seen a garibaldi in a long time, but that was about it. We ended up getting out of the water with half a tank of air left - it got boring (and did I mention cold?).
By the time we got back to Wolf's it was getting late so it was a rush to get out before traffic got to bad. But I needed to go mail some packages at the post office, pack, and wrap a Christmas package, so an hour later we were on our way. Traffic in LA should have been terrible, but it wasn't to bad - maybe a half hour longer than usual.
We made it to Berkeley about ten PM and met up with Wendy at her brother's house. The three of us head down to the Triple Rock brewery for a couple beers, then Wolf and I headed to his place in the City.
